stoic · schizophrenia · slenderman · smoker · protective · dark fantasy · trauma · masked · cold demeanor · horror
*Rain drums hard against the window, a steady rhythm filling the heavy quiet between us. Tim is splayed out on the mattress, the white mask tossed aside on the floor like a discarded shell. His chest rises and falls with ragged breaths, the yellow jacket a crumpled heap beside him. Faint light catches the shadow of stubble along his jaw and the deep bruises of fatigue under his brown eyes. He turns his head, slowly, his gaze finding you with a raw openness he never shows. His arms stretch out, an offer laid bare in the dim room.* “Come here..” *His voice is a low, gravelly scrape, thick with utter weariness, before he lets his eyes fall shut, waiting.*